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Amazing Sharing It with You! ALMOST all my poems have been read except old blogs

Having experienced the world
I can still say,
I wish to become a teenager
All my life's way,
The angst
The fear
The heart throb
The hastening heart beat
The sweating,
The petting,
The lapping of feet
Oh what we all miss today
Is that kiss
Stolen away
Oh miss,
So smilingly
We all at
And
With other teens did play,
If I were to be granted as a wish
I would ask of that angel fish

Make me a teenager
It’s all I wish
And
like a fish
out of water,
Make not my life ever wish
That a teenager to be
I shouldn't have, wished

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A good poem, this one is, but...
I think i prefer adulthod. To me, teenager meant no job, no money, no wheels, no experience, and no respect.

Respectfully, Jim

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But I'm with Jim. I wouldn't do those years over again unless I could start with all the knowledge I now possess. My childhood was screwed.
On first reading I didn't like the "angel fish" line, but second and third readings it grows on me.
Istan.

W. H. Snow

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I take a stance with Jim and W. H. Snow, I would like to be a teenager, but without the terrible experiences growing up like shitting in my paints, urinating in the church because I couldn't excuse myself, I was timid and being beaten by adults because I had no one to protect me. A lot of child soldiers in this part of the world will not want to be teenagers again because of what they were forced to do, like being forced to kill their parents to prove they have the heart to fight.

if I may ask, Is the title meant for this piece or the piece a part of a blog?

The beauty of this piece is in its simplicity, the teenager experience here carried me through and I remember the good old days, well done

tr

A rekindled faith - Dancing in the Light

Condemning me,
Has my poetry reached the masses?
Poetry I say, you may say,
PROSAIC

I saw almost hundred percent poems composed by me,
Had been read
And
The ones I supplemented in my BLOGS,
Which, because of my prolificacy, was banned here,
I saw almost hundred percent Blog poems,
Had not had, a single read

So I thought tis better to convert,
Blogs into poems,
Though composed eons ago
Hence this teen agers one

Thanks for your consideration,
Being aware of the atrocities and abuses,
Shed on teenagers,
I composed this one.
Knowing well the fear catches on
And the meek, only, get it where they can't resist…

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I'm manic depressive, psychotic, my finances are falling apart... on and on.

But I do not live in a war torn nation. You are a better man than I...
Hoping for peace in your lifetime.
wesley

W. H. Snow

A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds. Percy Bysshe Shelley

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ISTAN
WHY have you removed it here Shy????

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all old blogs unread
are gradually being converted into poetries
as per WISHES OF NEOPOET

PLEASE bear with me

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perhaps some testosterone therapy might help your desperate need for attention

cheers,
Jess
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No need..... I am replying as you keep coming

i have a 7000 following,

including you ...........

and you alone pull my engine ...

others only follow ..

attention is needed by those
who are desperate

I ain't now

still you comment

tis your free wish...

Condemn me as you will
but follow you
I WILL
and
in CAPITALS FRIEND STILL

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duplicate

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